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MunchyBubbles · #1 (**permalink**) 04-15-2017, 11:12 PM

Near a window on the far end of the Library, Kalen has placed several chairs and a few tables in case the students want to take advantage of the natural light. These windows, like the stained glass window have been charmed to remain light, no matter what the weather is outside..

Rain, sleet, fog or snow, these windows will be bright and sunny, so if the dark winter days are getting you down, come on in and settle down for some sun..

Again the warm sunlight may make one a bit sleepy, no one will wake you up, but be warned you might wake up with semi-permanent green or blue freckles..

Just sayin'

Happy Reading!

SilverTiger · 09-09-2017, 08:03 AM

Things hadn’t changed, and Stasya was old enough that she hadn’t really expected them to, but at least things were better. Talking to Professor Hirsch and even Professor Marchand about it had helped, even if it still sort of felt like something was missing. At least she believed them when they said that it wasn’t her fault. She hadn’t done anything wrong, and therefore, she was able to focus on school. To focus on everything, especially since there were all the fun extracurricular things now. Some of which had driven her to venture into the library, to look for books on the languages she’d signed up to learn mostly but as usual, she’d gotten distracted. Although, as she’d settled into one of the comfy chairs by the sunny windows, she did have a couple books on Mermish and Latin. She hadn’t found one on Gobbledegook yet.

But for now, she picked one of the other books she’d selected. A book on unicorns, and she settled in to read. At least then it wouldn’t matter if anyone interrupted her, because if her friends could be trusted, they’d probably find her eventually. Plus, she wasn’t hiding anyway.

WhittyBitty · 09-11-2017, 04:35 AM

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Things hadn’t changed, and Stasya was old enough that she hadn’t really expected them to, but at least things were better. Talking to Professor Hirsch and even Professor Marchand about it had helped, even if it still sort of felt like something was missing. At least she believed them when they said that it wasn’t her fault. She hadn’t done anything wrong, and therefore, she was able to focus on school. To focus on everything, especially since there were all the fun extracurricular things now. Some of which had driven her to venture into the library, to look for books on the languages she’d signed up to learn mostly but as usual, she’d gotten distracted. Although, as she’d settled into one of the comfy chairs by the sunny windows, she did have a couple books on Mermish and Latin. She hadn’t found one on Gobbledegook yet.

But for now, she picked one of the other books she’d selected. A book on unicorns, and she settled in to read. At least then it wouldn’t matter if anyone interrupted her, because if her friends could be trusted, they’d probably find her eventually. Plus, she wasn’t hiding anyway.

One of Rosalyn's favourite places to read was by the windows in the library, where the natural lighting never failed and there was plenty of comfy chairs to sit in. This is why she made a beeline towards this area as soon as she had managed to find the books that she had been after: ones on wizarding history. Not that she had any REAL purpose for it other than personal interest, though there was nothing to say that she couldn't build lessons off of the stuff that she read about. All and all she was just Ravenclawing out right now.

"Hello, Miss Dalgaard-Volkova. Are you interested in unicorns then?" Or was she reading up on them for classwork? Rosalyn got a glimpse of the beautiful creatures on the open pages as she took a seat in a chair across from Stasya, and that was how she knew what the reading material was about.

SilverTiger · 09-11-2017, 07:22 AM

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One of Rosalyn's favourite places to read was by the windows in the library, where the natural lighting never failed and there was plenty of comfy chairs to sit in. This is why she made a beeline towards this area as soon as she had managed to find the books that she had been after: ones on wizarding history. Not that she had any REAL purpose for it other than personal interest, though there was nothing to say that she couldn't build lessons off of the stuff that she read about. All and all she was just Ravenclawing out right now.

"Hello, Miss Dalgaard-Volkova. Are you interested in unicorns then?" Or was she reading up on them for classwork? Rosalyn got a glimpse of the beautiful creatures on the open pages as she took a seat in a chair across from Stasya, and that was how she knew what the reading material was about.

The one good thing about unicorns…They definitely worked to distract her from bad things, even just reading about them. Except the book also had made Stasya wonder if the unicorns she still felt she’d befriended last term were still out in the forest, and how big the baby had gotten by now. It was probably basically full grown already. Maybe it had had a baby of its own. Maybe there was a whole herd out there for her to find…except for the part where she’d pretty much vowed not to go out there all alone again, with only Emmeline and Tessa with her. She kind of felt like it wasn’t a good idea to take advantage of what Professor Hirsch had told her about being there for her either, so going out to look for the unicorns was a plan for later. Maybe she could ask someone older to go out there with her…

With all her thoughts, she hadn’t realized anyone else has sat down near her until she heard the voice greet her. “Oh! Hi Professor Newton. Or are we s’posed to call you Professor Marchand too now?” It was an important question, just like if they were supposed to call the librarian and Healer Reed something different now too. “Mhm. I saw some out in the forest last term during Ancient Runes,” she added, remembering that she’d been asked a question too.

WhittyBitty · 09-13-2017, 04:39 AM

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The one good thing about unicorns…They definitely worked to distract her from bad things, even just reading about them. Except the book also had made Stasya wonder if the unicorns she still felt she’d befriended last term were still out in the forest, and how big the baby had gotten by now. It was probably basically full grown already. Maybe it had had a baby of its own. Maybe there was a whole herd out there for her to find…except for the part where she’d pretty much vowed not to go out there all alone again, with only Emmeline and Tessa with her. She kind of felt like it wasn’t a good idea to take advantage of what Professor Hirsch had told her about being there for her either, so going out to look for the unicorns was a plan for later. Maybe she could ask someone older to go out there with her…

With all her thoughts, she hadn’t realized anyone else has sat down near her until she heard the voice greet her. “Oh! Hi Professor Newton. Or are we s’posed to call you Professor Marchand too now?” It was an important question, just like if they were supposed to call the librarian and Healer Reed something different now too. “Mhm. I saw some out in the forest last term during Ancient Runes,” she added, remembering that she’d been asked a question too.

People didn't tend to call her Newton anymore, but Rosalyn more than understood how it could happen; quite a few people did start to slip up with it before correcting themselves. Besides it didn't bother her by any means. "Marchand, but it's more than okay to call me Professor Newton." Especially if that made things less confusing in classes and whatnot. Her mind went back to the time when Uncle Art had been teaching alongside her and the amount of headaches that must have caused students. Mostly she was just thinking about how much she missed him now that he was retired. No more tea breaks in each other's offices and family catch ups... Sigh.

Her mind was brought back to the present when Stasya said something else. It took a moment for her to remember that they were talking about unicorns. "Oh! They are such beautiful creatures. Has Professor Wayland done a lesson on them yet?" Because if not he really should; granted they didn't like males as much as females, so that could be a bit of a problem... Nothing that couldn't be worked around, however.

sarahlooo · 09-19-2017, 03:35 AM

With her new collection of mermaid text books, history books and other texts. All very fascinating to this young Slytherin, of course. And she was excited to share what she found with her friend as soon as he got here.

Finding the comfy couches empty, Natalie hopped right onto one and tucked her legs under her, criss cross. Then she used her coat as a blanket to cover her legs, and flipped through a book while she waited for Derf to arrive.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-19-2017, 05:18 AM

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With her new collection of mermaid text books, history books and other texts. All very fascinating to this young Slytherin, of course. And she was excited to share what she found with her friend as soon as he got here.

Finding the comfy couches empty, Natalie hopped right onto one and tucked her legs under her, criss cross. Then she used her coat as a blanket to cover her legs, and flipped through a book while she waited for Derf to arrive.

Derf felt....different to be sure. His posture was a bit more straight but that was entirely due to trying to sort out how to deal with the this added bit of elastic around his middle and kinda over his shoulders. Good news was that his hypothesis HAD been proven correct. It WAS a fantastic was of smuggling bread rolls out of the Great Hall!

Looking down at his own subtle developments, poking the left along the way, he peeked up and easily Natalie. "HI!" he chirped loudly and at a distance, momentarily forgetting he was in the library as he hurried the remaining distance over to his friend.

Did sheeeeee notice anything different about hiiiiiiiiiiim? TADA!

sarahlooo · 09-19-2017, 05:32 AM

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Derf felt....different to be sure. His posture was a bit more straight but that was entirely due to trying to sort out how to deal with the this added bit of elastic around his middle and kinda over his shoulders. Good news was that his hypothesis HAD been proven correct. It WAS a fantastic was of smuggling bread rolls out of the Great Hall!

Looking down at his own subtle developments, poking the left along the way, he peeked up and easily Natalie. "HI!" he chirped loudly and at a distance, momentarily forgetting he was in the library as he hurried the remaining distance over to his friend.

Did sheeeeee notice anything different about hiiiiiiiiiiim? TADA!

She was skimming through a book, lost in the pages, when she finally heard footsteps approaching. With a smile, Natalie looked up to see her favorite blonde approaching, chipper as usual. It was always refreshing to see him. Always smiling, always happy, always --

... different.

"Hi," Natalie replied, her eyes looking below his eyes. Much below his eyes. Where his shirt seemed to... bulge. In two places. Confused, Natalie tilted her head and looked back up at his eyes. "Derf...? What are you doing?"

sweetpinkpixie · 09-19-2017, 02:57 PM

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She was skimming through a book, lost in the pages, when she finally heard footsteps approaching. With a smile, Natalie looked up to see her favorite blonde approaching, chipper as usual. It was always refreshing to see him. Always smiling, always happy, always --

... different.

"Hi," Natalie replied, her eyes looking below his eyes. Much below his eyes. Where his shirt seemed to... bulge. In two places. Confused, Natalie tilted her head and looked back up at his eyes. "Derf...? What are you doing?"

Her question confused him initially. Was it not obvious what he was doing? Had she forgotten that they had planned on meeting here to study and hang out? He was going to pretend that that thought did not sting. "Coming to find you," he nodded before plopping into the seat next to her. He felt the rolls shift against his washboard chest and gave things a bit of a tug to readjust a little.

He was already working on pulling his book and subsequent Mermish notebook from his enchanted suitcase when he asked a follow up question with some reluctance. "Did you forget we were meeting?"

sarahlooo · 09-19-2017, 05:58 PM

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Her question confused him initially. Was it not obvious what he was doing? Had she forgotten that they had planned on meeting here to study and hang out? He was going to pretend that that thought did not sting. "Coming to find you," he nodded before plopping into the seat next to her. He felt the rolls shift against his washboard chest and gave things a bit of a tug to readjust a little.

He was already working on pulling his book and subsequent Mermish notebook from his enchanted suitcase when he asked a follow up question with some reluctance. "Did you forget we were meeting?"

Right. Of course he would answer the obvious question and not the one that was actually on her mind. Natalie was confused, perplexed... and mildly worried. Did she forget? How could she forget? "No, of course not..."

Her eyes were still torn between looking at his eyes and looking at his... whatever was in his shirt. After a moment, she looked at the book in her lap, deciding to ignore it. Derf was strange and that was part of his charm. Natalie cleared her throat. "Alright, where did we leave off?" she asked, trying to find the last page they were on, still very distracted.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-20-2017, 04:14 AM

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Right. Of course he would answer the obvious question and not the one that was actually on her mind. Natalie was confused, perplexed... and mildly worried. Did she forget? How could she forget? "No, of course not..."

Her eyes were still torn between looking at his eyes and looking at his... whatever was in his shirt. After a moment, she looked at the book in her lap, deciding to ignore it. Derf was strange and that was part of his charm. Natalie cleared her throat. "Alright, where did we leave off?" she asked, trying to find the last page they were on, still very distracted.

The big ol' teasing cruppy eyes faded and his expression settled on a confident grin as he got comfortable in his seat next to her. "I didn't think so," he nodded, save for that fleeting moment of panic in which he actually had. But overall no, no he had not. But his whole persona was noticeably more at ease regardless.

"Um...I think we were getting close to doing some sentence diagrams with that one Mermish poem...to practice parts of speech and stuff..." muses as he flips through his notebook and cross references the textbook. Only now he has to make a little extra effort to lean FORWARD because of these mounds on his chest getting in the way.

sarahlooo · 09-20-2017, 06:26 AM

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The big ol' teasing cruppy eyes faded and his expression settled on a confident grin as he got comfortable in his seat next to her. "I didn't think so," he nodded, save for that fleeting moment of panic in which he actually had. But overall no, no he had not. But his whole persona was noticeably more at ease regardless.

"Um...I think we were getting close to doing some sentence diagrams with that one Mermish poem...to practice parts of speech and stuff..." muses as he flips through his notebook and cross references the textbook. Only now he has to make a little extra effort to lean FORWARD because of these mounds on his chest getting in the way.

He seemed a bit odd. Now, yes, Derf was usually more odd than anyone else (and that's what Natalie liked about him), but today he seemed odd even for himself. And it was more than just the lumps in his shirt. He had a certain air about him. It was strangely confident and chill.

Did we mention weird?

Natalie nodded and turned to the right page in her book. But as she glanced over and saw Derf trying to situate himself with his... his LUMPS, Natalie sighed and gave up. "Derf, what is in your shirt?" She was kidding herself five seconds ago when she told herself she could ignore it.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-20-2017, 12:03 PM

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He seemed a bit odd. Now, yes, Derf was usually more odd than anyone else (and that's what Natalie liked about him), but today he seemed odd even for himself. And it was more than just the lumps in his shirt. He had a certain air about him. It was strangely confident and chill.

Did we mention weird?

Natalie nodded and turned to the right page in her book. But as she glanced over and saw Derf trying to situate himself with his... his LUMPS, Natalie sighed and gave up. "Derf, what is in your shirt?" She was kidding herself five seconds ago when she told herself she could ignore it.

Wiggling a bit in his seat to find the sweet spot in the cushion, the blonde continued flipping through the Mermish book looking for the poem they had just barely started translating. Poem..nursery rhyme...one of those. It was something where their voices sounded in any respect. He had JUST turned to the correct page when she asked him about his shirt.

Or what was in his shirt, to be precise.

"Bread rolls," he nodded - as if that were the most obvious answer in the universe. "I'm testing that theory and some other things. Etta let me borrow one of hers."

sarahlooo · 09-20-2017, 06:40 PM

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Wiggling a bit in his seat to find the sweet spot in the cushion, the blonde continued flipping through the Mermish book looking for the poem they had just barely started translating. Poem..nursery rhyme...one of those. It was something where their voices sounded in any respect. He had JUST turned to the correct page when she asked him about his shirt.

Or what was in his shirt, to be precise.

"Bread rolls," he nodded - as if that were the most obvious answer in the universe. "I'm testing that theory and some other things. Etta let me borrow one of hers."

Oh, of course. Bread rolls. Why didn't she think of that?

Natalie stared at Derf blankly. "What theory, exactly?" And why on earth would a girl let him borrow her bra? Weren't those... private? There wasn't a bone in Natalie's body that wanted to let Derf see HER bras, much less WEAR one. Etta... Etta was decidedly strange now, in Natalie's book.

MunchyBubbles · 09-21-2017, 06:32 AM

Kalen was doing one of his daily walks through the library, straightening chairs that were out of place, picking up books that had fallen or were placed back wrong, making sure no one was stuck in the book maze, that sort of thing.

He was walking past the chairs by the window, a stack of books trailing behind him as he moved. He waved a hand and a few of the empty chairs went back to the positions they had before ever so hasty children had jumped up and ran off.

As he walked down the line of chairs he noticed that a few students were indeed sitting in two of them, and so the librarian moved down to say hi, before he moved onto the next section of the Library.

”Hello Miss McKinley, Mr.Ashburry-Hawthorne.“ He greeted as he looked at the two third years with a slight smile, he was about to move on when..

Something about Mr. Ashburry-Hawthorne caught his green gaze and the librarian almost instantly wanted to rub his face. Was that what he thought that was? And why..

........

For the sweet love of Merlin’s left ear. If it wasn’t stubborn Gryffindor’s or Ravenclaw’s with aspirations of darkness, now it was Hufflepuffs with..

Nope.. Nope Nopeeee.. He wasn’t going to deal..

”If you two need anything I’ll be up at the front desk.“ He said as he looked back at Derf for a moment.

It must be Thursday right? Could never get the hang of Thursday’s. Sweet Merlin he needed a cup of tea. He decided against what he was going to say and instead just nodded. ”Have a good day. “

And with that he walked off.

Running a hand though his hair as he did so..

He didn’t even want to know.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-21-2017, 02:23 PM

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Oh, of course. Bread rolls. Why didn't she think of that?

Natalie stared at Derf blankly. "What theory, exactly?" And why on earth would a girl let him borrow her bra? Weren't those... private? There wasn't a bone in Natalie's body that wanted to let Derf see HER bras, much less WEAR one. Etta... Etta was decidedly strange now, in Natalie's book.

Derf was feeling kinda nervous talking about this despite this being NATALIE and he always felt like he could talk to her about anything and everything. Which was perhaps why he forced a bit more candid tone as he began to explain. "Well...a few theories, actually," he nodded, fingers once again finding their way into his hair to ruffle it up some. "One being the wondering about how well it could help sneak food out of the Great Hall and...well..." He paused to gesture to himself. "...proof is in the pudding! Which I don't have on me NOW...but maybe I ought to try that next time." Also figure out why that expression used pudding and why in Merlin's soggy socks there would be proof in it.

Pushing thoughts of pudding aside only caused the hair ruffling to intensify since, well, honesty could be awkward sometimes, you know?

"I was also...um...curious...you know...how it felt wearing one..." SO MUCH HAIR RUFFLING. "Thought maybe I could kinda understand you better by spending a day in one, you know...kinda like how you can't know a person unless you walk several kilometers in their shoes?"

And speaking of awkward...the librarian seemed to be super that right now. Sorta had the look about him as though he had just seen a pack of crups walking through the library on just their hind legs forming a marching band or something. So the Hufflepuff merely turned back to his friend and offered a small shrug.

sarahlooo · 09-23-2017, 06:50 AM

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Derf was feeling kinda nervous talking about this despite this being NATALIE and he always felt like he could talk to her about anything and everything. Which was perhaps why he forced a bit more candid tone as he began to explain. "Well...a few theories, actually," he nodded, fingers once again finding their way into his hair to ruffle it up some. "One being the wondering about how well it could help sneak food out of the Great Hall and...well..." He paused to gesture to himself. "...proof is in the pudding! Which I don't have on me NOW...but maybe I ought to try that next time." Also figure out why that expression used pudding and why in Merlin's soggy socks there would be proof in it.

Pushing thoughts of pudding aside only caused the hair ruffling to intensify since, well, honesty could be awkward sometimes, you know?

"I was also...um...curious...you know...how it felt wearing one..." SO MUCH HAIR RUFFLING. "Thought maybe I could kinda understand you better by spending a day in one, you know...kinda like how you can't know a person unless you walk several kilometers in their shoes?"

And speaking of awkward...the librarian seemed to be super that right now. Sorta had the look about him as though he had just seen a pack of crups walking through the library on just their hind legs forming a marching band or something. So the Hufflepuff merely turned back to his friend and offered a small shrug.

The longer it went on the more secondhand embarrassment Natalie felt. First of all, Natalie was almost positive that no one needed to SNEAK food out of the great hall. She stuffed dinner rolls into her robes until they were bulging all the time. And without getting caught! Not to mention she was fairly certain the house elves wouldn't let any student starve.

Her face twisted ever so slightly at the idea of storing pudding... in her shirt.

Nope.

She was perplexed, honestly. And even more embarrassed when the librarian came by and CLEARLY noticed something odd about their current situation. She was glad that he wasn't asking questions.

Natalie turned back to Derf, cheeks pink. Reaching up, she grabbed the hand that kept messing up his hair and guided it back to his lap. If he ruffled his hair anymore he might go bald, she mused. "I imagine it's going to feel a bit different for you, you know, without... something to fill it." And she wasn't talking about dinner rolls or pudding. She still didn't understand his thought behind it, but... there was her reply to the awkward situation.

"Besides," she continued with a small smile. "There's more to a girl than what's under her shirt."

sweetpinkpixie · 09-27-2017, 12:18 PM

Taken aback a little when suddenly Natalie was holding his hand, Derf fell completely silent and just sorta stared at her. He was feeling kinda funny...like in his tummy. Not the sort of funny where you didn't check the expiration date on the milk and drank some that you really ought not to have, but more like the wiggly tummy movement he got when he was talking with Abey. Only even then it was kinda different too.

Ugh. Everything had become SO much more confusing since turning 13. BLARG.

And WHY did she have to go and say THAT? Derf honestly had not been thinking about that specifically before. It was like...some alternate universe where that was a THING when it came to his friends and, in particular, the Slytherin girl sitting across from him. But then she had to go and blow the fog horn and draw his bright blue eyes to, well, THERE.

Worst of all? She also held his hand prisoner so he couldn't even ruffle his hair properly.

"I...er...I...um..." he mumbled, fidgeting in his seat a little and TRYING to look else where. Like he shoulder. Shoulders were safe. But that was also were straps lay and that lead to...

Now he was feeling funny in other areas too.

Uuuuum....

"I know that," he finally managed to get out a bit hurriedly. "Like...you...you know...you got this really neat and beautiful brain, you know?" And brains were not under shirts.

sarahlooo · 09-27-2017, 06:19 PM

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Taken aback a little when suddenly Natalie was holding his hand, Derf fell completely silent and just sorta stared at her. He was feeling kinda funny...like in his tummy. Not the sort of funny where you didn't check the expiration date on the milk and drank some that you really ought not to have, but more like the wiggly tummy movement he got when he was talking with Abey. Only even then it was kinda different too.

Ugh. Everything had become SO much more confusing since turning 13. BLARG.

And WHY did she have to go and say THAT? Derf honestly had not been thinking about that specifically before. It was like...some alternate universe where that was a THING when it came to his friends and, in particular, the Slytherin girl sitting across from him. But then she had to go and blow the fog horn and draw his bright blue eyes to, well, THERE.

Worst of all? She also held his hand prisoner so he couldn't even ruffle his hair properly.

"I...er...I...um..." he mumbled, fidgeting in his seat a little and TRYING to look else where. Like he shoulder. Shoulders were safe. But that was also were straps lay and that lead to...

Now he was feeling funny in other areas too.

Uuuuum....

"I know that," he finally managed to get out a bit hurriedly. "Like...you...you know...you got this really neat and beautiful brain, you know?" And brains were not under shirts.

The silence that followed made Natalie grow warm in the cheeks and she wasn't sure why... but being under his gaze made her feel a little nervous. And warm. And maybe like she shouldn't be holding his hand. Maybe he didn't want her to hold his hand. But they used to hold hands all the time, so why would now be different?

Well... a lot of things felt different these days. She couldn't explain it and that was the hardest part.

Natalie noticed Derf starting to fidget and look around, so she pulled her hand back just in case it was making him uncomfortable. She hoped it didn't, but it sorta seemed like he didn't want her hand there, so... She just watched him, somewhat nervously, her cheeks pink and her tummy turning around on the inside.

But then what he said made her smile and feel comfortable again. Part of her wanted to ruffle his hair for him. She was glad that he liked her brain. "Thanks," she said softly, smiling at him. "Yours is a lot bigger than mine," she added with more of a grin. "I'm glad you're my friend."

sweetpinkpixie · 09-30-2017, 04:30 AM

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The silence that followed made Natalie grow warm in the cheeks and she wasn't sure why... but being under his gaze made her feel a little nervous. And warm. And maybe like she shouldn't be holding his hand. Maybe he didn't want her to hold his hand. But they used to hold hands all the time, so why would now be different?

Well... a lot of things felt different these days. She couldn't explain it and that was the hardest part.

Natalie noticed Derf starting to fidget and look around, so she pulled her hand back just in case it was making him uncomfortable. She hoped it didn't, but it sorta seemed like he didn't want her hand there, so... She just watched him, somewhat nervously, her cheeks pink and her tummy turning around on the inside.

But then what he said made her smile and feel comfortable again. Part of her wanted to ruffle his hair for him. She was glad that he liked her brain. "Thanks," she said softly, smiling at him. "Yours is a lot bigger than mine," she added with more of a grin. "I'm glad you're my friend."

He wasn't uncomfortable, no. Being around Natalie or having her hold his hand or anything like that was never uncomfortable. It was always super comfortable. Natural even. For the most part at least. But right now he just really wanted his hands so he could occupy them in his hair and other sorts of nervous ticks he had accumulated over the terms. But mostly so he could ruffle his hair. Which was precisely what he did the moment she released his hand.

But her smile settled some of the weird knots and wiggly worms in his stomach. "Nah, our brains are the same size basically," he said with a shake of the head. Speaking literally anyway...which he figured out about a half second after he spoke was what she was going for. And then he was grinning and acting on impulse, as Derfs so often did, to throw his arms around her in a hug. "I'm glad you're my friend too," he chirped as he gave her a bit of a squeeze and a rock back and forth - momentarily forgetting all the confusing bits and reactions that had come with their conversation before.

She really was the best person to have exploded a litter box full of kneazle poop at, you know? It was funny thinking about how if he hadn't been so rubbish at spells that he and Natalie may have never become friends...and that was a scary and sad thought.

sarahlooo · 09-30-2017, 08:33 PM

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He wasn't uncomfortable, no. Being around Natalie or having her hold his hand or anything like that was never uncomfortable. It was always super comfortable. Natural even. For the most part at least. But right now he just really wanted his hands so he could occupy them in his hair and other sorts of nervous ticks he had accumulated over the terms. But mostly so he could ruffle his hair. Which was precisely what he did the moment she released his hand.

But her smile settled some of the weird knots and wiggly worms in his stomach. "Nah, our brains are the same size basically," he said with a shake of the head. Speaking literally anyway...which he figured out about a half second after he spoke was what she was going for. And then he was grinning and acting on impulse, as Derfs so often did, to throw his arms around her in a hug. "I'm glad you're my friend too," he chirped as he gave her a bit of a squeeze and a rock back and forth - momentarily forgetting all the confusing bits and reactions that had come with their conversation before.

She really was the best person to have exploded a litter box full of kneazle poop at, you know? It was funny thinking about how if he hadn't been so rubbish at spells that he and Natalie may have never become friends...and that was a scary and sad thought.

Oh, a hug. Natalie liked hugs. They always made her feel better. This one felt.. a little different.* But it was still nice, yes, very nice. Her face held a happy smile and she squeezed him as much as her little arms could muster. He even smelled good. Not at all like kneazle poop, like the first time she had met him (and stomped on his foot). Boy, was she glad they both got over that. Sometimes first impressions just didn't matter.

Releasing him from the hug, but staying somewhat closer to him, Natalie tucked her hair behind her ear and opened her book again. "I suppose we should get back to work, huh?" Or start work, for that matter. They had lots to learn!

sweetpinkpixie · 10-02-2017, 04:11 AM

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Oh, a hug. Natalie liked hugs. They always made her feel better. This one felt.. a little different.* But it was still nice, yes, very nice. Her face held a happy smile and she squeezed him as much as her little arms could muster. He even smelled good. Not at all like kneazle poop, like the first time she had met him (and stomped on his foot). Boy, was she glad they both got over that. Sometimes first impressions just didn't matter.

Releasing him from the hug, but staying somewhat closer to him, Natalie tucked her hair behind her ear and opened her book again. "I suppose we should get back to work, huh?" Or start work, for that matter. They had lots to learn!

Derf was trying not to think about much of anything, like how different this hug felt. But he was going to just assume that was because he currently had two bread rolls tucked inside Etta's bra under his shirt. That was BOUND to make things feel loads different, you know? Among, erm, other things. Things that he kinda hoped Natalie hadn't noticed because he didn't want things to get complicated. So many of his friends were getting that way, all these confusing dynamics and THINGS done 'for science' - so they said. Derf didn't want to experiment...he just wanted to BE and right now there was some super confusing stuff going on that was kinda making it hard to just BE.

Which made him subconsciously scared about things...but he was doing a decent job of pushing all those thoughts away at the moment.

Especially because there was Mermish to study. "Um...y-yeah!" he nodded, voice cracking just a little and finally letting go of her so he could reach for his book and parchments more easily.

sarahlooo · 10-03-2017, 03:37 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Derf was trying not to think about much of anything, like how different this hug felt. But he was going to just assume that was because he currently had two bread rolls tucked inside Etta's bra under his shirt. That was BOUND to make things feel loads different, you know? Among, erm, other things. Things that he kinda hoped Natalie hadn't noticed because he didn't want things to get complicated. So many of his friends were getting that way, all these confusing dynamics and THINGS done 'for science' - so they said. Derf didn't want to experiment...he just wanted to BE and right now there was some super confusing stuff going on that was kinda making it hard to just BE.

Which made him subconsciously scared about things...but he was doing a decent job of pushing all those thoughts away at the moment.

Especially because there was Mermish to study. "Um...y-yeah!" he nodded, voice cracking just a little and finally letting go of her so he could reach for his book and parchments more easily.

Natalie often felt like she was the last third year to not "experiment". She thought about it a lot. Her brother had kissed someone, Cam had kissed someone, almost EVERYONE had already kissed someone... While part of her was very curious, the other part of her wanted to wait until it wasn't just for "science", you know? So, in this nice hug of their, Natalie decided that she would wait. Maybe her first kiss would be with Derf, maybe it would be with someone else. Whoever it was, she was going to wait for him. Or her.

Cheeks still slightly pink, Natalie tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and looked at their book. "The poem then," she said, her finger going over the lines before quietly reading them off.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-04-2017, 02:32 PM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

Natalie often felt like she was the last third year to not "experiment". She thought about it a lot. Her brother had kissed someone, Cam had kissed someone, almost EVERYONE had already kissed someone... While part of her was very curious, the other part of her wanted to wait until it wasn't just for "science", you know? So, in this nice hug of their, Natalie decided that she would wait. Maybe her first kiss would be with Derf, maybe it would be with someone else. Whoever it was, she was going to wait for him. Or her.

Cheeks still slightly pink, Natalie tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and looked at their book. "The poem then," she said, her finger going over the lines before quietly reading them off.

Derf....had kissed a dolphin. Which apparently did not count according to most.

Taking note of the distinctly pink color to her cheeks, the third year nearly dropped his book while shuffling a few things around but somehow managed to keep everything in place. For the most part. A few pieces of parchment did slip free but he quickly recovered those. Fresh piece of parchment out and his quill tickling his nose, Derf did what he usually did when it was time for some SERIOUS studying and quickly slipped his shoes and socks off, tucking them away and off to the side.

"Oh...suppose I should...you know..." he mumbled as he unbuttoned his shirt a little bit so he could reach down and pull the dinner rolls free. Performing a bit of a wiggle, Derf then reached around back to unhook Etta's bra and tried to pull it free by reaching up his sleeve. Which really only resulted in him flapping around like a bird with its wings clipped so it couldn't fly. "Geroff!" he muttered, flailing his arms a bit - little more aggressively than was really necessary - and causing their shared chair to rock back and forth somewhat.

sarahlooo · 10-04-2017, 07:52 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Derf....had kissed a dolphin. Which apparently did not count according to most.

Taking note of the distinctly pink color to her cheeks, the third year nearly dropped his book while shuffling a few things around but somehow managed to keep everything in place. For the most part. A few pieces of parchment did slip free but he quickly recovered those. Fresh piece of parchment out and his quill tickling his nose, Derf did what he usually did when it was time for some SERIOUS studying and quickly slipped his shoes and socks off, tucking them away and off to the side.

"Oh...suppose I should...you know..." he mumbled as he unbuttoned his shirt a little bit so he could reach down and pull the dinner rolls free. Performing a bit of a wiggle, Derf then reached around back to unhook Etta's bra and tried to pull it free by reaching up his sleeve. Which really only resulted in him flapping around like a bird with its wings clipped so it couldn't fly. "Geroff!" he muttered, flailing his arms a bit - little more aggressively than was really necessary - and causing their shared chair to rock back and forth somewhat.

Her poem reciting didn't last very long, as Derf was being extremely distracting (more than usual, too). Dropping his books and papers, taking his shoes off. And now extracting the dinner rolls from his shirt. Well, she couldn't complain. That was the reason they were 15 minutes into their study session with no work done yet.

They were about to be 15 minutes into their study session with broken noses if Derf didn't calm down his knobby elbows. "Derf!" Natalie exclaimed in a hushed whisper, dropping her book on the floor as she dodged his flapping arms. Natalie clamped her hands onto his arms to stop him from knocking them both off of the chair.

"You're doing it all wrong," she said simply, because she had been a bra wearer for approximately four months and that made her a professional. "My mum told me, 'bras are like Devil's Snare. They smell fear and you'll only get stuck if you wiggle too much.' But luckily we don't need fire to get them off." During her words, Natalie had reached over and freed Derf simply from the women's undergarment.

"There," she said with a helpful smile. "Now," she continued, looking around the bookshelves, "you might want to put that in your bag before the librarian comes back over."

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